Ansel and his father swiftly took Mrs. Hani to the hospital. The doctor conducted an examination and diagnosed Mrs. Hani with low blood sugar and an irregular heartbeat caused by stress. The doctor cautioned that if the condition persisted, it could endanger her life. Additionally, the doctor advised that Mrs. Hani needed to be closely monitored and receive appropriate treatment to restore her health stability. The doctor also recommended that Ansel minimize activities that could agitate Mrs. Hani, as they could pose a risk to her well-being. Upon hearing the distressing news, Ansel felt incredibly guilty about his mother. He incessantly blamed himself and tormented his conscience, believing that his actions had contributed to his mother's stress and excessive agitation. Ansel's dejected and anxious appearance evoked a profound sense of sympathy. In reality, Mrs. Hani was unharmed. Ansel was unaware that the doctor had colluded with Mrs. Hani and deceived him. After Mrs. Hani regaine
Ansel left the hospital feeling disoriented and distressed. Right now, he needs someone to talk to. Instead of thinking of Nika as usual, Ansel thought of Erica. And then there was a strong urge from the heart. That's why Ansel decided to go see Erica. Inside the house, upon hearing the doorbell ring, Erica immediately ceased washing the dishes and slowly made her way to the door. Erica didn't forget to grab the baseball bat in the corner. It served as Erica's defense against potential threats, such as intruders. Erica lived alone, and the security in her area was not great. Hence, Erica had to be capable of safeguarding herself. "Who's out there?" Erica cautiously inquired, her right hand gripping the baseball bat tightly behind her back. Her left hand rested on the doorknob. Erica rarely had unexpected visitors, so she was a bit wary. "It's me, Ansel." Ansel's voice rang out, dissipating the tension Erica was feeling. Erica immediately opened the door, and as soon as the door swu
"Erica," Ansel called, wanting to change the direction of the conversation. However, Ansel's attitude, as if she were still preoccupied with what had just happened, made Erica misunderstand. Erica thought that Ansel wanted to argue with her. "What's wrong?" Erica asked anxiously, looking at Ansel with hesitation. "If you're not satisfied with my opinion, then I apologize. I was just speaking my mind. I know it may not align with your point of view. So, therefore..." "It's not about that," Ansel interjected, cutting off Erica's confusion. "I understand what you meant." To reassure Erica and make her believe his words, Ansel offered a gentle smile. His facial muscles relaxed at that moment. "Is there something else you want to tell me?" Erica asked cautiously. "Yes, I do," Ansel replied. "What is it?" Erica asked, her curiosity and interest piqued. "I want to say..." Ansel hesitated for a second before finally gathering the courage to continue, "About my mother insulting you. Eric
Time has passed quickly, and the clock has signaled midnight. "Ansel, look at the clock; it's past eleven," Erica said softly but with a hint of regret. "It's hard to believe that we talked and discussed all night like that." Ansel gazed deeply into Erica's eyes with a warm smile. "That's true; time flies when we're together." Ansel said, "Thank you, Erica. Having you by my side, I feel fortunate and at peace." Erica is feeling very happy and, at the same time, more comfortable upon hearing Ansel's words. "I feel the same way too," Erica hesitantly admitted, surprising Ansel. “Erica, you just said..." Ansel wanted to confirm, but Erica chose to dodge as she quickly changed the topic: "Ansel, it's late. You can sleep on the sofa. I'll prepare blankets and pillows for you." "Thank you," Ansel replied, hiding his disappointment as Erica once again evaded addressing the matter he was concerned about. After saying that, Erica went into the bedroom to get a pillow and blanket for Anse
Not wanting to keep his curiosity to himself, Ansel decided to clarify his findings. "Erica, where's your blanket?" Ansel asked seriously when he saw that there was no blanket on Erica's bed or a pillow. Ansel believed that the air was cold, and it was surprising that Erica seemed unaware of it. If Erica had a habit of sleeping without a blanket in cold weather like today, it would be hard to believe. "That... I..." Erica looked at Ansel awkwardly in response to his question. She didn't know how to explain the situation. Facing Erica, who was hesitant and dodging, it wasn't difficult for Ansel to deduce the truth. Negative emotions overwhelmed him as he scolded Erica. "Why would you do that? Can't you think about your own health?" "What do you mean?" Erica pretended not to understand Ansel's intentions. "Erica, please answer my question honestly," Ansel urged, but she avoided making eye contact. Once again, Erica chose to evade rather than face the situation directly, leaving Ans
Ansel looked deeply into Erica's eyes and smiled gently, saying, "Erica, can we share the blanket? Lie close to each other and enjoy the warmth, can we?" Finally, Ansel mustered up the courage to bring up the idea he had shelved earlier. Erica had already surrendered to Ansel's tenderness and nodded in agreement. "We will just sleep, nothing beyond that. You can trust me," Ansel added. Although he knew Erica didn't need his reassurance, Ansel thought it was best to assure her and gain her trust. "Really?" Erica hesitated, innocently asking for confirmation. "Absolutely," Ansel replied. "So, where will we go?" Erica intended to ask where they would sleep. "Let's go to the room." Like reading Erica's mind. Ansel interrupted, surprising Erica. “The sofa is not enough for two.” Ansel continued casually: “The floor is hard and cold. I don't want to wake up with a backache." The look on Ansel's face when describing the scene of having to lie on the floor looked funny. Erica couldn't
Ansel and Erica stepped into the elevator, preparing to go up to the floor where Ansel's mother was resting. Observing the worry and tension on Ansel's face, Erica gently placed her hand on his arm and offered words of encouragement. "Ansel," Erica said sincerely, "I know this is a difficult time for you. But remember, anything good that happens comes with sacrifices. If you've made up your mind, be firm with your choice. I believe your sincerity will change your mother's opinion. And don't forget, you have my support." Ansel glanced at Erica, appreciating her understanding and encouragement. He smiled at her and took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. The elevator doors opened, revealing a hallway leading to his mother's room. Ansel took a determined step forward, with Erica closely following behind him. As they approached the door, Ansel hesitated for a moment. Doubts and fears flooded his mind, but Erica's presence reassured him. With newfound determination, he re
After informing Mrs. Hani that he was on his way to the hospital. Ansel and Erica intentionally stood outside the room for a while instead of immediately opening the door and entering the room. Ansel's purpose is for Desi to leave knowing that Ansel is coming. However, Desi shamelessly wanted to stay and meet Ansel. After observing that Desi was refusing to leave, Ansel had no choice but to appear to meet Mrs. Hani while also trying to find out what Desi's intentions were. Ansel pushed the door open and entered the room just as Desi was meticulously adjusting her appearance. Upon seeing Ansel's arrival, Desi quickly tucked her lipstick into her purse. A radiant smile on Desi's face, as if welcoming Ansel, immediately faded when her gaze fell upon Erica standing behind Ansel. Even Mrs. Hani, who was eagerly anticipating Ansel's arrival, appeared dissatisfied upon seeing Erica. Mrs. Hani wasted no time reprimanding Ansel directly in front of Desi and Erica. "Ansel, why didn't you tell